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COWARD HOUSEWIFE STARRING KEERTHY SURESH - 7



This story is about Keerthy Suresh, age 24, fit body, slender legs, especially curved thighs especially thicker than normal. Firm and straight boobs as especially noticed by everyone, fair skin, height 5 feet 5 inch.The biggest fact of Keerthy's life is that she is a coward. she doesn't have the guts to resist anything. Not even girls, males are out of the question.

Four days after the reception incident, Keerthy decided to start dropping and picking Komal from school. She went to drop her on the next day itself. She went to drop her. After dropping her she was about to return back when a male teacher shouted at her to wait. She stopped her Activa and looked at him.

He requested her to come inside the school as he wanted to discuss a few things related to Komal. Keerthy said fine and went inside with him. They went to the staff room which was empty as the classes had already begun. He asked her for water and she said ok. He filled a glass of water from the dispenser nearby.

While passing it to her, the glass slipped from his hand and fell on Keerthy's clothes. He immediately apologized and showed her the bathroom to fix the mess. She looked at him angrily and moved inside the washroom. She tried to rub the wet fabric with her handkerchief so that it dries up soon.

A minute later Keerthy heard and knock on the door. She opened the door bolt and peeped outside. The same male teacher was at the door. He pushed the door and got inside. She was shocked by his action. But he came inside, closed the door bolt behind him. She was still in a state of shock.

He was looking at me smiling. He said, “On school function day, I saw you getting fucked. But after you left, I listened to their conversation of the guys fucking you. According to them, anyone can fuck you and you won’t oppose at all. I decided to try my luck.” He stepped forward and grabbed hold of her saree.

He pulled the sari. Keerthy rolled a few times and the saree was out of her body. He came forward and started to unbutton her blouse, removed them, followed by her bra, petticoat, and underwear. Within two minutes she was all naked. Her clothes were hanging on the window hook. He didn’t take a minute to remove his clothes.

Keerthy was pushed on the wall. He kept his weight on her, kissing her full mouth, holding her boobs in his palms, crushing them hard. He progressed his hand on her hips, squeezed them hard. Her bums were treated in the same manner. He kept on performing the same action for a few minutes, before invading her pussy with his dick

As soon as he got inside he started to fuck her slowly. The only difference was the kiss. He didn’t leave her lips and kept on kissing Keerthy from the beginning all the time. Her lips were continuously in his mouth. She was suffocating but he wasn’t in the mood to leave her lips.

He kept on fucking Keerthy for 20 minutes before filling her pussy with his fertile sperms. He pulled out his dick and then finally left her lips which were burning by then. As soon as he was done, she heard a knock on the door. She panicked being caught like that with him.

But he moved towards the gate and opened it confidently. He was still naked and didn’t bother that. As soon as the door opened, another guy seems to be another male staff entered inside. He looked at Keerthy and said, “She’s nice, will surely enjoy.”

He immediately started to get rid of his clothes and within minutes he was all naked. He positioned her back on the wall once again, as the previous guy did. He seemed like a clone of the previous guy. He was playing with her body and kissing her in the same manner.

He played with Keerthy's body for a few minutes and then his dick got inside her pussy. He kept on fucking her identically for 20 minutes and flooded inside her pussy.

As he left her the period bell rang. They heard murmuring outside the bathroom. Both of them kept their finger on their lips.

They were asking Keerthy to keep silent. The murmuring kept on for 5 minutes. They were staring at her while she was standing in the corner. Their dick started to resurrect again. Her sense told her that she was going to be fucked in her ass too. As expected they asked for cream or oil.

But Keerthy told them she didn’t have anything like that. So one of them took soap and rubbed it on his dick with water. When foam appeared and it became slippery, he pulled her in between. He pressed her shoulders and bent her down. She had to keep her palms on her knees to adjust to balance her weight.

As soon as Keerthy was in position, he spread her ass cheeks and his dick slipped inside her asshole. He started to fuck her asshole with full speed. The other guy washed his dick and came towards her face. He hit his dick two-three times on her lips and finding no way out she had to gulp it inside.

Keerthy started to give him a blowjob and her asshole was being fucked from the other end. On the last instance they took 20 minutes each. So she was expecting at least 35 minutes this time. As expected they took around 35-40 minutes for flooding inside from both ends.

Till then already the second period was over and the third period was started. They asked Keerthy to get dressed and they’ll escort her outside. She got dressed and they came out of the bathroom. Keerthy had another shock because there were a couple of cleaners outside to clean the washroom who were shocked to see a lady come out of the washroom with two of their male staff.

After a couple of minutes Keerthy was once again on her knees in the washroom blowing cocks of two cleaners. They took their turns fucking all three holes of keerthy and filled all her holes with their cum a couple of times. Then they came out of the washroom and Keerthy went to the staff room with the male staff. But while going out of the room, two guys met on the door.

They looked at her from top to bottom but didn’t say anything. In the way, both of them requested to take care of their needs in a few intervals. They were keen to know how well they fucked her. She didn’t reply on any line and just came outside. Keerthy started her Activa and rushed home, counting in her mind how many guys have fucked her till date.
 
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UPDATES TODAY :

1) Coward housewife Keerthy Suresh - 8

2) Journey of innocent Kajal - 1

3) Dumb wife Samantha - 1

4) Rakul's new job - 1

5) The Slut : Pooja hegde - 1

6) Sai Pallavi teacher - 1

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JOURNEY OF INNOCENT KAJAL - 1

This is the story of Kajal, a typical Indian woman whose life changed rapidly and in unimaginable ways within a couple of years.

Kajal was born in a small town in Madhya Pradesh in a conservative middle class household. From childhood, Kajal was recognized as very good looking. She was fair-skinned, had thick straight hair, and had sharp features and big eyes. Her parents and grandparents, wary of how the society preys pretty women, became extra protective of her.

As it is, small towns in India are conservative with very little open mixing between sexes, no night life, and clothing that covers the female body completely. Add to it Kajal’s protective family, and the girl was essentially a beautiful songbird caged up for life.

And that's how Kajal grew up, under the watchful eye of her old-fashioned family. She was forbidden from playing with boys or even befriending them soon after she hit puberty. Her only friends were other girls from families as orthodox as hers. And she was put in an all-girls school. Her teenage life was pretty much going to school, then coming home and spending time with her family.

After Kajal finished high school, she meekly expressed a desire to go to college. Since she was always home, she studied well, and got good grades. She wanted to become a doctor or an engineer like most Indians. But her father and grandfather were of the opinion that these aren't the right professions for a woman. Plus there was no good engineering or medical college within a 50 km radius.

If Kajal’s father could have his way, he would get her married right away. But the world had changed. His friends told him that a girl who hasn't gone to college doesn't get much demand from good families. So he decided to let her go to the nearby women's college which offered only commerce courses.

At 21, Kajal graduated from college, now flowered into a beautiful voluptuous woman. Whenever she went out, people cast her second, third, and fourth glances. Once a young man followed her home from college. Her cousins caught hold of him and beat him up.

This made Kajal’s family decide to get her married right away. All the matchmakers and pundits known to the family were summoned. Her horoscope was drawn up and her portfolio was taken. And the groom hunt was in full swing.

It didn't take too long. Given how beautiful she was, that wasn't surprising. Within three weeks, Kajal’s wedding had been fixed. To the very first guy who came home to see her.

Gautham was an ideal match for Kajal in every way. He was from the same caste. He was good-looking and tall. He was from a good family. And most importantly, he and his family lived in America where they owned several businesses. They had shifted there from Bhopal when Gautham was 10 years old.

From Gautham and his family's perspective too, Kajal was the ideal match. Although he had spent over half his life in America, Gautham was still very Indian at heart, and his family was very conservative. He knew that he wanted a wife from India, not one of the ABCD Indian women with a lot of attitude.

Plus, although Gautham was good-looking, he was shy by nature. He had never really been able to mix with girls from his school or college days in America. He had slept with only one woman, that too when he was 22 years old, with a Mexican maid fifteen years older than him who worked in their motel.

A woman as gorgeous as Kajal would not have given him the time of the day in America. But thanks to Indian tradition and the institution of arranged marriage, Gautham was assured of a hot woman to sleep with for the rest of his life. That she was quiet, docile, traditional, and could cook was an added bonus. As soon as he saw her pictures, Gautham had pestered his family to fly with him to India right away to meet her.

Gautham and his family said yes. Kajal’s family was delighted. They asked Kajal, just as a formality. She was too much of a docile cat to think on her own. She said yes. The wedding date was set for four months away. Gautham and his family flew back to Texas where they lived. Kajal’s family started making wedding preparations.

Until this stage, Kajal’s life story was going the way it was meant to. Docile, risk-free, traditional. It might have continued that way too. But it was Gautham who unwittingly changed it all.

Gautham flew back to Texas and told all his friends that he was getting married. He carried several pictures of Kajal on his phone and proudly showed them off to everyone. His friends were all surprised at how gorgeous a bride their shy friend had managed to bag.

"You are lucky, yaar." his friend Jay said. "So how was the taste?"

"Taste? What do you mean taste?"

"I mean you must have done at least something."

"You mean physically?"

"Then what else? Spiritually?"

"Dude, I tried to get permission to take her out alone. But you known our community. Plus she is from a tiny town. Her parents said, she will be yours after the marriage anyway. Till then let her spend time with us."

"Damn. So you've not even touched her?"

"Sigh, no."

Gautham stared at a particularly gorgeous pic of Kajal taken from side view.

"If I had gotten to spend some time alone with her." Gautham said. "I'd have squeezed those boobs. They seem quite ample."

"From whatever little the pics indicate, yeah dude. Bhabhi seems stacked."

"Oh well. In a few months."

"You can get at least a trailer."

"What do you mean?"

"You fool, what century are you living in? This is 2014. Tell her to get topless on cam for you."

"I don't know, dude. She is pretty conservative."

"That makes it even easier. She has been brought up to think of you as her lord and master."

"True."

Although the idea seemed practical, putting it into action turned out to be tougher than expected.

Gautham and Kajal spoke on Skype everyday. But the computer in Kajal’s home was in the living room and there was always someone around her. She had a phone, but it wasn't a smartphone. All this wasn't by accident. Kajal’s father, ever paranoid about the dangers of technology, had made sure she didn't have too much private access to means by which she could get corrupted

Finally Gautham sent Kajal an SMS.

"I want to talk to you when you are alone. No one around. Call me when that's possible."

Kajal smiled. It seemed like a very romantic request to her. Shielded from the opposite sex her whole life, Kajal’s concepts of love, marriage, romance etc came solely from novels, movies, and TV shows. She thought maybe Gautham wanted to read her a poem he had written for her.

Every afternoon after lunch, most members of Kajal’s household took a nap. That's when she could go to the verandah and speak to Gautham. So she sms-ed him back that she could call him at 1:30 PM India time. That was very late for Gautham in Texas but considering what was at stake, he decide to stay up.

"Kajal...I want to Skype with you one on one. When you don't have your family around." he said when she finally called.

"Okay...but how? That's the only computer at home."

"Don't you have any friends with computers and a net connection who don't have an entire airplane load's worth of people at home?"

"Hehe, no. They all are similar."

Gautham was stymied. Then he suddenly remembered something. When he was in their town to see Kajal, he had to send an urgent document for a business deal. The net was down in their hotel. So he had gone to a net cafe.

It was a big net cafe with private booths. And he remembered that they all had webcams and the speed was pretty decent.

"Chat with me from that netcafe in Laxmanbag."

"Netcafe? I have never been to a net cafe." Kajal warily said.

"It's just a netcafe. Not a lion's den." Gautham said, annoyed.

"Let me ask papa."

"No need to ask papa. I am practically your husband. Just go."

"But..."

"Are you talking back?" he growled.

"Okay okay. I'll be there soon."

Kajal disconnected the phone and wondered what to do. If she just left the house without telling anyone, they would panic. On the other hand, if she told them she was going to a net cafe, they would ask her why when there was internet at home.

Finally, for the first time in her life, Kajal decided to lie to her parents.

"Mom, I am going to Priya's place to look at some mehndi designs."

"Hmmm...okay. But the driver has gone to your papa's office."

"It's okay. I'll just walk."

Kajal’s mom was sleepy. She thought that now that her daughter's wedding was fixed, she didn't need to be shielded 24/7. It was the middle of the day and Priya's house was just one kilometre away. She nodded.

Kajal walked out of her house and from a safe distance, called her friend Priya. She told Priya to cover for her in case her parents called. Because she had to go to a netcafe and talk to her fiance. Priya agreed.

After that, Priya took an auto and went to the netcafe in Laxmanbag. She walked in, signed in the register, and sat at the first free computer in the main seating area downstairs. She put on the headset and logged in to skype. Gautham’s call came straight away

"Hi." Kajal smiled.

Gautham was smiling but then it turned into a frown.

"Kajal, where are you?"

"In the netcafe where you told me to go."

"I can see that. but there are people around you. Computers behind you. Why aren't you in a private booth?"

"Private booth?"

"Yes, they have them upstairs. Log in from there,"

"Ok."

Kajal logged off and walked to the main counter where Mr. Mehra, the cafe's owner was sitting. He smiled at the beautiful young woman and said,

"Done already, beta?"

"No, uncle. I need to move to a private booth."

"Private booth? That's an extra 20 rupees." Mehra said.

"That's fine."

"Okay...go to number 7." he said.

Kajal walked up the stairs and into the private booth. She closed the door and logged in. She did not know that the one click from her mouse right then was about to change her life forever.

 
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"Are you in the private booth?" Gautham asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Okay." he looked around and made sure the door to his own room was locked. "Take off your kameez."

"WHAT?????" Kajal wasn't sure she had heard right.

"You heard me. Take off your kameez."

"What are you saying? Are you alright?"

Gautham was at the end of his patience. He had had a long stressful day at work. it was the middle of the night. He was cranky, he was tired, he was sleepy. He lost it.

"LISTEN YOU SMALL TOWN BUMPKIN!" he yelled before lowering his voice. "I have agreed to marry you, bring you here to America, change your life for the better. I am not even asking for dowry. All I am asking you to do is show me a glimpse of what is mine. I want to make sure there are no flaws or defects hidden under there."

Kajal was in a state of shock. She had naively thought that he wanted to talk to her in private to make some romantic gesture, maybe read a poem. Instead he just wanted to see her private parts.

"I don't have all night, kajal." Gautham said. he looked really angry. "Do you want me to call off the wedding?"

It was a bluff, but Kajal was too much of a simpleton to know that.

"Please don't do that."

"Then come on, take off your kameez. Don't worry. It's a completely secure private cabin. I have been to that netcafe before."

Kajal nodded and took off her headset. Gautham felt a rumbling in his pants as she took off her dupatta, neatly folded it and put it on one side. Then she got up from the chair slightly, caught the bottom of her kameez, and slowly pulled it off.

Kajal had a petrified look on her face but Gautham was too busy staring at her chest to notice. She still had her bra on, but concealed under them were tits that were indeed huge. D cup for sure. Maybe even DD. That cleavage was even deeper than he had dreamed of.

Kajal sat down and put her headset back on.

"Now the bra."

"Really?" Kajal asked in distress.

"Kajal!" Gautham said sharply.

"Okay."

Blushing profusely, she unhooked her bra and took it off. Gautham’s dick was now fully erect. He had hit the jackpot. The tits were big with prominent pinkish nipples. They didn't sag either. He reached in his shorts and took his dick out.

Kajal was blushing and just staring at the keyboard. She heard Gautham moan, looked up, and almost screamed. She covered her mouth and looked down again.

"Look up, darling."

She did.

"Do you know what this is?"

She nodded. Of course she knew what it was. She did lead a sheltered life but her mother and close female friends had made sure she knew the basics.

"What is it?" Gautham asked.

"Your...organ."

"Organ? It's my dick. What is it?"

"Your...dick." she felt wrong even using such language. But he was her husband to be. She had to obey him.

"And it is hard because of your tits. Which are just lovely. I can't wait till our wedding night."

Kajal’s shyness gradually wore off and she looked at it. Most of it was hidden in his fist as he was jacking it off. It seemed interesting. Suddenly it started spurting white stuff. A glob of it must've landed on Gautham’s webcam because the screen was obscured in white.

"Give me a second." Gautham said.

Kajal sat there amazed. Here she was, topless in a random net cafe while a man she had met just a few weeks ago had jacked off in front of her. She felt a strange sense of pleasure. Kajal had always been a straight laced person and this behavior was new to her.

"Okay, I have to go to sleep now." Gautham said. " Good bye. Be here at the same time tomorrow without fail."

"Good night."

Kajal said and logged off. She then put her bra and kameez back on, and walked out of the booth.

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The next day, Kajal gave some other excuse after lunch and slipped out of her home. She had thought a lot the previous day about what had happened. The more she thought about it, the more excited she felt. She had led such a sheltered life that even though she was 21 years old, what had happened the previous day was her first actual personal brush with anything sexual in nature. Like all living beings, she had felt urges before but had always suppressed them. She was vaguely aware that after marriage, this would change, but she hadn't given it much thought. Now she was getting glimpses of what would happen.

In the net cafe, Mehra saw the beautiful young woman walk in again and smiled. Most of the people who came to his net cafe were men. The town in general was very conservative, so even if women came, they sat in the public area and left early. It was a nice change of pace for Mehra to see a pretty face. He hoped she would come more often.

Kajal locked the door of the booth and logged in. Gautham was there, waiting.

"Get topless." he curtly ordered her.

Kajal eagerly complied and took her kameez and bra off.

"You have really lovely boobs." Gautham sighed and said.

Kajal blushed.

"Now, take off your salwar and panties as well."

Kajal had actually been hoping he'd say that. While taking a bath earlier that morning, she had thought for the first time about how it would feel to be completely naked with him. What he would do. The thought gave her goosebumps.

Gautham was pleased that his fiancee did not argue this time. She just got up and with trembling hands, undid the knot of her salwar. Slipped it down, and then her panties. Gautham’s dick stood at attention as he saw the naked pussy of his wife to be. It wasn't too hairy. A neat triangular bush that nature itself seemed to have decided to groom.

"Fantastic!" Gautham said. "Turn around."

Kajal did as was told and Gautham almost felt like crying when he saw how exquisite her ass was. Milky white, round, full, just perfect. He could not wait to get his hands on those globes.

"Bend over and part your ass cheeks." he commanded next. "Let me see what I am about to own."

Kajal felt a moment's hesitation. Giving him a view of that seemed a little too personal and intimate. But then, he was her husband to be, she reasoned. Strengthening her resolve, she bent forward and parted her asscheeks.

Gautham, who had been stroking his dick all along, was so excited at an up close look at her cunt and bunghole that he started spurting his seed all around him again. Kajal turned her head and saw it on the screen. And she felt pleased that she could have this effect on her husband. She took it as a compliment.

Gautham asked Kajal to sit down. He wiped himself and pulled up his shorts. Then he felt a niggling doubt.

"Kajal...you are a virgin, right?"

"Of course!" Kajal answered, a little offended. How could he even ask such a thing?

"Just making sure." Gautham was satisfied. He would be able to verify on his wedding night anyway. "Well, thank you again. Tomorrow same time?"

"Sure."

Kajal walked out of the cafe feeling exhilarated. She went to Priya's place and told her everything. Priya was shocked but also excited. Her parents were looking for a match for her too. She looked forward to trying all such things soon herself. The two of them gossiped and giggled for an hour and then Kajal went home before her family's siestas ended.

The third day when Kajal walked in to the netcafe, Mehra's smile widened even more. She looked positively delectable in a deep blue salwar kameez, her hair tied into pigtails.

"Private booth?"

"Yes please."

"Just give me a second, I need to finish updating some software." Mehra said and sprinted up the stairs.

He came down after a couple of minutes and said,

"All yours. Booth number 5."

Kajal locked the door and sat down. As she logged in, she thought that this computer was slightly slower than the other ones. Maybe because of the software upgrade, she told herself. She logged on and saw that Gautham was online.

"That's a very pretty kameez." Gautham said.

"Thank you." Kajal replied.

"Now take it off." Gautham said and laughed.

Kajal smiled and complied. In a few minutes, they went over the same ground they had covered before. She got topless. He admired her boobs. Then she got full naked, spread her cheeks. But this time Gautham wanted to prolong the pleasure.

"Sit in the chair."

She did.

"Now, raise your right leg and throw it over the armrest. Then do the same with the left leg. But before that, lower the webcam so it is focusing on your cunt."

Kajal’s ears burned as she heard the word cunt. But it excited her as well. She lowered the webcam, then did as was told. Gautham was happy to notice that Kajal was able to throw her legs over both the armrests very easily. She was now sitting buck naked on the chair, her cunt exposed in the most open way. But even though her legs were stretched apart like this, she did not seem to be in any discomfort. Gautham was glad that his wife to be was not just gorgeous but also flexible. He could try a lot of positions with her that he had seen in porn films.

That gave him an idea.

"Have you ever seen dirty movies?"

"A few." Kajal blushed and replied, feeling oddly happy sitting in that pose.

"Like what?"

"Titanic. Terminator. At Priya's place."

"Those aren't dirty movies."

"They have scenes."

Wow, this chick was really a bumpkin, Gautham thought. He would have to educate her a little.

Kajal had spoken only half the truth. She had also seen some softcore porn movies with a couple of her friends and seen a couple of magazines. But she felt like if she told this to Gautham, he would think her characterless.

She saw Gautham pick up his webcam and turn it around to focus on his screen. Then she saw him click on a file. And soon a hardcore porno filled the screen. It was a blonde white woman and a big black man having sex.

"Let's watch this together." Gautham said.

Kajal watched the clip in shock and wonderment. Nothing she had ever seen matched up to this in terms of being explicit and kinky. In the softcore movies she had seen, the man and woman would get naked, roll around, and essentially simulate sex. You could see breasts and butts but nothing more. Here, she was getting to see close-ups of a huge dick ramming into a woman's fully shaved vagina. And through her headset, she could hear the woman hollering like crazy. The man was big and muscular. They kept changing positions.

Kajal watched that clip with her mouth open for 10 minutes. She felt herself getting moist down there as she tried to imagine herself and Gautham doing all these things together. She felt an odd tingle down there. Gautham was delighted to see his wife to be enjoying the porn so much. They were sure to have a lot of fun together.

Finally, Gautham jacked off, imagining himself fucking Kajal like the black man in the clip was fucking the blonde. And then reluctantly, decided to log off and sleep because he had an early meeting the next day.

Kajal got dressed, almost trembling. Gautham was showing her a whole new world she didn't know existed. She could not wait to get married and try all this in person. She logged out, walked out of the booth, and went to the front counter to pay.






TO BE CONTINUED..............
 
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RAKUL'S NEW JOB - 1 (GUEST STARRING KIARA ADVANI)




I am Rakul Preet Singh, a 26-year old woman, living in the city in a great luxurious apartment. I work in the finance sector and earn more than enough to satisfy my needs. I live alone and have an occasional fling to satisfy my sexual needs. My parents threw me out of the house at the age of 14 when they found out that I am a bisexual. They caught me making out with a girl named Tamanna. Poor Tamanna got so scared that she never met me after that incident for a few years. Since then, it has been a rough road, but I finally achieved success.

My parents used to stay in the suburbs. When they threw me out, to stay in a homeless shelter for. Everyone at school knew that I was thrown out of my house and lived at the shelter. The professors supported me and tried convincing my parents but they were adamant about their decision. I never saw my parents after that day. My principal gave me in the hands of Child Support and they took care of my education and gave me a home until I turned 18.

Now speaking about me, I was a girl with near to perfect feminine structure. My boobs had developed to its glory at the age of 12 itself. Even though it was a tough time, I took care of my body and treated it like a temple. I had already lost my virginity at a tender age after the basketball team captain fucked me in the backyard. Since then I had fucked a few guys.

I completed my graduation and immediately started searching for jobs to fund my college. I moved to the big city in search of a job and stayed at a homeless shelter over there. I must say it was a very rough patch, but I had experienced the lowest points of my life at a very young age, so I had a feeling that the only way my life would go now was up.

I spent 2 months searching for a job and living in the shelter. I had made some connections and the shelter helped me in some of my interviews. I had some skills in finance as I had done a course on it during my high school days. I applied for most of the jobs in the finance sector but got rejected since I was just a high-school graduate.

Finally, an employer decided to hire me as an intern with a medium salary. I was happy with it and he assured me that, if he was satisfied with my performance then I would be given permanent status in the company after 6 months along with a nice salary. I took the jobs and decided to work as hard as possible. 3 months had already passed and I was working 12 hours a day. My boss, Ajay, was happy with me and one day he decided to call me in his office.

“May I come in, sir,” I asked

“Of course, Rakul, come have a seat,” he said in a kind way

“Rakul, congratulations, you have completed 3 months in this office and you have done more than all of the other employees,” he appreciated me, “but I have not called you here for some other work,” he said cautiously trying to not make me uncomfortable

“Sir, I don’t get it,” I asked politely

“Rakul, the next few minutes of this conversation are going to be recorded on a camera and my secretary, Kiara will be listening to everything. I don’t want to record you without your permission. I would be asking you a few questions and at the end of the conversation, you will have to make a big decision in your life. If the answer is positive then I will tell you the rewards later on and even if your answer is negative, you will still be given a permanent status at this office. You won’t have to worry about that. Also, anytime during the conversation if you feel uncomfortable, let me know. We will end it at that point itself and my secretary will take you back to your cubicle. So shall we proceed with the recording?” He asked with a very comforting voice.

I was starting to feel nervous. I mean what harm could it do to listen to this guy. I was happy when he said that I would be given permanent status. But I was worried about what his questions are going to be. With a heavy heart, I looked at him and nodded.

“Say yes or no, Rakul,” he said softly

“Yes, Sir, you have my permission,” I said nervously

He took out a camera which was already attached to a tripod and set it up such that we both were in the frame and started recording on it. He also pressed a button on his intercom and I saw Kiara picking up the call and listening to everything. I felt safe since if anything goes wrong, then at least Kiara will help me. She was a very nice person and my only friend in the building with whom I had shared so many things.

“So, Rakul, I am looking for a new candidate for a new job at this office. You fit perfectly with the job description and also, my feeling is that you won’t be having any problem with the job that you will have to do. So tell me, so far how did you like the job that you are currently doing? Are you being treated well?”

“Yes, Sir, it is a bit tiring I must say, but other than that, the work I am doing is extremely interesting”

“Good, you are currently working in sales and handling some of the company’s finances too. I saw your work and I was quite impressed by it. You have managed to raise our company’s sales by 20% in just the last 2 months and your reports on the finances are to the point.”

“Thank You, Sir. I try to give my best. Tired of getting pushed down by everyone.”

“Of course. Living in a shelter is not so fun. I can understand. Also, you must be feeling so lonely and alone at the same thing. Kiara told me about what your parents did to you. I pity them. They let such a talented kid go. Anyways, their loss is my gain. So the conversation is going to take a big turn from here on. It is not meant for normal women, but with your mind and ideology, I am sure that you will take it sportingly.”

I looked at him and hoped for the best.

“So, Rakul, in the next 15 days, you will be given a task. You will have to go to a city and convince one of our clients. This might involve a bit more effort from your side apart from the sales skills that you have. You will be accompanied by 2 of my most trusted bouncers, who will protect you in case of any mishaps. I guarantee your safety and you won’t be harmed under any circumstances.”

My nervousness was reaching new heights and I had already guessed where this conversation was going.

“Her account will reap huge benefits to us and they need to be awarded where you will come in. I need you to sleep with them so that they give us their accounts,” he took a pause and stared back at me. It was not a frightening stare but a comforting one.

“Sleep? You mean I will be having sex with them?” I asked him

“Sex with them, or for them. Whoever they tell you to sleep with. It can be 1 or it can be many. It can be a duel or it can be aN orgy. There might be ladies involved. But I guess that won’t be a problem for you,” he gave me a smile.

“I assure you that, you won’t be harmed at any point in time and I have been in talks with Ms Trisha. She is a kind lady and she has assured your safety. Of course, the decision is yours.”

My head was spinning and my breath was getting heavier. I was not able to keep up with everything that he was saying. This was new for me. I’ve had sex before but it was different. Here I would have to fuck a person for my company. Although the thought of ladies made me a bit wet. I looked at him completely puzzled. He understood my state and gave me a smile.

“Now that I have established the purpose of this meeting, let’s talk about the rewards. After 15 days, irrespective of whether the client gives us their account or no, you will be immediately promoted to Assistant Sales Executive. You will be given a cabin on a floor below mine and Kiara will be working for you as your personal secretary. Your salary will be twice the salary of the current Assistant Sales Executive. You will get a 45 day leave any time of the year. Also incentives and a quarterly increment. Apart from this, I will be funding your college University and you will never be asked to do this kind of thing ever again. Once you get your degree I will see to it that you will be promoted to the best position in the company,” he stressed on the last part.

“Of course, if you decline, you will be made permanent after 6 months and will go through the normal positions of the employee. No other benefits.” He said looking at me.

I was confused and excited at the same time. It was the matter of 15 days. What wrong could happen? Also, he was assuring my safety. And the benefits were more than what I deserved. I could buy my own apartment. Live the life I always wanted. Until now, all I had achieved were failures. I didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

“And don’t worry about your reputation. There will be a clause of confidentiality where your identity and your work will be kept private,” he spoke and brought me back to reality.

“Sir, I need some time to think about it,” I said to him. Although I had almost made my decision.

“Of course, Rakul. I can understand. These decisions cannot be taken within a few minutes. That’s why I am giving you 24 hours. You take your time and let me know by tomorrow at the same time. These opportunities don’t come easily and I know how much you have struggled. I want to see you prosper and make a name for yourself. Let me know by tomorrow. You may leave now,” he said and like a gentleman that he was, shook my hand and opened the door for me to let me out.

“Thank You, Sir,”

As I came out I saw Kiara giving me the biggest smile. I looked at her and I could not believe what had happened in the last 30 minutes.

“So, what are you going to decide?” Kiara asked me

“I don’t know. I want to take it. But I am a bit scared. What do you think? What should I do?” I asked her

“Take it you fool. Such things never happen in anyone’s life. And you have seen the lowest of low. It’s time to rise and shine. Plus, you will be getting me as your secretary,” she said and laughed

“Oh dear! I hope I will not regret this. I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodbye,” I bid her goodbye and left the office with so much in my mind.

That evening I ate a heavy dinner and went to the shelter. All I could think of was about the 4 years I spent in hell. My parents abandoned me, I lost my friends, I was transferred from one foster home to another like a luggage until I turned 18, then there was this shelter home. There were good people here but I had no future over here. I had a soft corner for the people living in this shelter since we all were homeless.

That night, at 10 pm I got a text from Kiara. She had sent me her address and told me to come over for a night out. I took my bag and left. It was not far away and I reached there after 15 minutes of walk.

Kiara was 24-year-old hard working girl. She had switched 2 jobs and was a great secretary. I had seen her work at the office and my god she was amazing. She had a beautiful face with big blue eyes and a white skin. She would wear a sharp and tight dress which would show her curves and end a few inches above her knees. Her boobs were the same size as mine and she would not feel shy to display her glorious cleavage. Every time I looked at her, I would think of Tamanna.

 
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I knocked on her door and she greeted me in. She lived in a small apartment with 2 Bedrooms and a nice balcony. I saw a table on the balcony and a bottle of fine wine on it. I guessed that she was preparing it for us and I was rightly so. Kiara was wearing a short dress and her boobs were visible almost halfway.

“Hey, Rakul! I thought I could take your mind off so I invited you for a glass of wine,” she said as she took my bag and kept it on the table.

She took me to the balcony and I could see the city. It was my dream to have such a place which I could call home. While I was mesmerising the view from Kiara’s balcony, she poured a glass of wine and took one for me and her.

“Want to know something?” Kiara asked me while handing over the glass

“What?” I asked and took a sip. It was the finest wine. I had tasted a few in the last 2 years but all of them were cheap. I could tell that this was really an expensive one.

“I asked Ajay to make me work for you after your deal of 15 days was done,” she said looking at me in my eyes. I was surprised by this.

“What? Why? Aren’t you happy working for him?”

“Are you kidding! He is the best boss I have ever worked under. He is so kind and respects me a lot. He never pressures me during work and is always cooperative. Also, he pays me more than a normal secretary,”

“Then why do you want to leave him to work for this mess that I am?” I asked her

She came closer to me, “Because I like you, Rakul,” she confessed, “I liked the moment my eyes fell on you. I like how strong you are, hell I wouldn’t have made so far alone. But you did. You are the strongest woman I know,” she looked me in my eyes.

I was cornered in the balcony and Kiara was just inches away from me. We looked into each other’s eyes and I could see how strongly she felt for me. My lesbian feelings were taking over my mind. My brain had processed a lot more in a single day and I was completely going out of my mind. I moved my face closer to her and she too did the same until our lips met.

Within a flash, we started kissing each other and it was one hell of a kiss that I had in ages. We kept our glass on the table and started kissing passionately. We decided to take it in her living room and walked all the way kissing each other.

We landed on her couch eating each other’s mouth. God, she smelled amazing! She was lying on her back and I was on top of her. For some reason, I felt powerful and was taking the lead. She was following me and her hands were exploring all over my body. I removed my top and unhooked my bra. I saw Kiara staring at my boobs in the dim light. I bent down and shoved my boob in her face and she started sucking it immediately.

I felt her teeth on my nipple. She was sucking and biting it at the same time. It was after so long that I was getting so erotic with someone, especially a girl. I pulled her up and unzipped the back of her top. I was so horny that I tore open her top.

“It was my favourite top,” Kiara said

“I am sorry,” I apologised and started fondling her boobs.

I buried my face between her two, perfectly sized breasts and started playing with them. To my surprise, she wasn’t wearing anything under her top. Not even a panty. I sucked her boob and moved further down towards her pussy. She was leaking her juices. Her pussy was shining. I parted her pussy lips and inserted 2 of my fingers inside. She let out a soft moan.

I started stroking my fingers in and out of her pussy as her moans started increasing. I rubbed her clit with my thumb as I fingered her fuck-hole. I started sucking all the juices coming out of it. I could feel her hands on the back of my head, pushing me between her legs.

Within a few minutes, she let out a loud moan and came all over my face. It wasn’t long before I could feel her pulling me and making me sit on her face. I was completely naked sitting on the face of my boss’s secretary.

I must say, she was an amazing tongue-fucker. She swirled her tongue around my pussy and fingered me well until I emptied my juices all over her face. She even licked my asshole.

We made out for more than 30 minutes, rubbing our pussy on each other, kissing, fingering, sucking and doing all sorts of things that 2 women can do. We decided to take a breather and Kiara brought the bottle of wine. We drank it sip by sip, still catching our breath.

“I want to tell you something,” Kiara spoke, “This is completely my decision and Ajay is not at all responsible for the words coming out of my mouth. I don’t want to force you into anything but I want to add one more reward,” she continued

“What reward are you talking about?”

“Me,” she said, pointing her finger towards herself.

“I don’t understand,” I was confused

“I am saying, if you are willing to take the job for 15 days and offer your body to strangers then I am willing to offer my body to you. I will stay with you as your mistress. I am already in love with you, but I don’t want you to stop riding any dicks because being a bisexual, I know how addicting it is. After 15 days, all you will want is more and more dicks. So I want to stay with you as your personal slut so that you can use me as you will. Don’t say no, this will be a reward from my side. You can use me the way you wish, no questions asked. You can abuse my holes as you wish,” Kiara presented her wish

I was given too many shocks in a single day. It was a nice offer, although I didn’t want to hurt Kiara. I liked her too and I know that I was dominant when I was with a girl. God! I had so many things to process in a single day.

“Kiara ,honey, what are you talking about. You don’t have to do this. Please don’t. I don’t know what to say,”

“Common Rakul! Don’t you want to see me riding dicks and then ride along with me? Don’t you want to suck a dick along with me and then force me to take it deep in my throat? Don’t you want me to lick your pussy while someone is banging it?” Kiara was saying all kinds of kinky things which were only making me hornier.

“Oh God! Stop it. I accept it. Don’t worry I won’t ever hurt you though,” I said and pulled her to kiss her.

That night we were up until 2:00 am, fucking each other. Kiara and I shared a dildo and fucked each other’s holes. I came almost 5 times before falling asleep, naked in Kiara’s arms. I had the best sleep that day after ages.

The next day, I decided to wear the shortest dress from Kiara’s wardrobe and arrived at the office. I was feeling powerful and confident. All the employees couldn’t stop staring at me. I went to Ajay’s cabin upstairs. I saw Kiara sitting outside. As soon as she saw me, she gave me a wide satisfying smile. Looking at my dress, she knew what my answer was going to be. I had made my decision but I had one small catch which I knew Ajay wouldn’t have any problem with.

She escorted me to the cabin where Ajay was sitting.

“Hey Rakul,” he greeted me, “Nice dress,” I could see him ogling at my body

“Sir, I’ve made my decision,” I exclaimed, “I am ready to take the deal. I will be a slut for the next 15 days and I will fuck my way to get that account for our company. I trust you to keep me away from harm’s way,” I let out a huge sigh

“Awesome,” he said as he removed a file from his drawer, “Now, read this and sign on it. I made sure to put all our terms discussed yesterday in a paper and make your contract. I knew that you would reply positively. This file has in writing everything that I offered you. Look at the amount and the rewards. And then sign it,” he said as he passed me the pen

I read everything and I did not find any kind of a loophole. The last thing I wanted to do was to become an office slut. It clearly stated that I won’t be asked for any kind of special work after my 15 days tenure overseas, which was a sigh of relief.

I finished reading it and signed it. As soon as I signed it, Adam passed me my signing bonus. It was a sum 6-month salary of my new job which was given to me as a bonus.

“I hope this will help you buy an apartment in the city, also there is a credit card in the envelope which will be reimbursed by the company’s offshore account. I will forward you some real estate agents who will show you some of the best apartments in the city. You can use it for your travels and shopping. Kiara will help you buy some clothes which will make you look like a slut. And I hope you know everything about sex. You will be getting a lot in the next few days,” he winked at me.

“Sir, that’s what I am worried about. The only sex I had with guys was when I was in teens. I did not ride a penis since then,” I told him

“Oh dear, I didn’t know that,” he sighed

“Can you help me with that?” I asked him freely. My confidence level was on some level after last night.

“What?” He was stunned, “You want me to have sex with you?” He asked in shock

“Yes, Sir, I don’t want to get embarrassed in front of our client. It will be a one-time thing and I want you to treat me as rough as possible so that I am prepared for the worst,” I said boldly

Ajay was getting uncomfortable. He looked at me and then at Kiara.

“Oh and I forgot, I want Kiara to be there too,” I said with a smile

“What are you smoking, Rakul? Are you kidding?” He asked

“No Sir. I and Kiara hooked up last night and she promised to give herself to me if I take the deal. We like each other and I want to know whether she is prepared or not. I thought we could hit 2 targets with one arrow,” I said without budging even once.

“Ok Rakul, I’ll do it. But none of this goes out of this cabin. It stays between us three only. And this will be a one-time thing. I don’t want this to become an office gossip,” Ajay said

“Thank You, Sir! I’ll see you at 8 pm at Kiara’s place. Also, I will leave early today, I need to go for some shopping,” I winked and left the cabin not before giving him a fresh look at my throbbing pussy. Yes, I was not wearing anything inside. His expressions were priceless.

I came out and stood near Kiara’s desk.

“Tonight, 8 pm, your place. It’s your first test, Ajay will also be there,” Kiara was taken by surprise as I saw her face and walked away from her, giving her a flying kiss.
 
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My name is Chaitanya. I've been working as a senior sales manager in a MNC, since last 3 years. Recently my family persuaded me to get married. I’m the youngest in the family. Two elder brothers and two elder sisters. My father along with my brothers and my brother-in-laws all are of very dominating nature. This led to me a coward in the family. Slapping and kicking are common habits in my family culture, especially for me. Which made me a coward by nature and character.

Though my upbringing was from village but later I moved to the city and got settled here itself, all alone as my family stayed in the village itself. This gave me freedom and relaxation. I am a graduate and always desired to have a modern girl as my wife. But as I told you earlier that my father is of quite dominant nature, so he told cum ordered me that he has searched for a bride for me and in the coming month I will be marrying her. He described her that she was beautiful and had passed fifth standard exam long ago. I wanted to say that father at least 12th pass but then I kept my mouth mum.

I was introduced to my wife Samantha on the day of marriage, a few minutes before the ceremony for a quick function of engagement. My father's remarks were true, she was indeed a beauty. Average fitted body, slender legs, especially curved thighs, firm and straight boobs as I noticed that she was not wearing any bra.

I was amazed to see that even boobs could stand so straight even without bras. Her face had an innocent look and lips were magnificent. Overall I could rate her 12 out of 10 in the mark score. Just the thing which I hated was her literacy level, though her father and my father claimed that she was 5th pass but when my father-in-law commented that she hadn’t left the house premises, once in the life I accidentally asked, that how she passed 5th exam then. My father-in-law proudly or stupidly said that mark sheets are availed there without giving exams also.

I was now darn sure that she was not even literate at all to read and write a single word on the and from the paper. But quitting the marriage was not possible now, and so we got married. I was on 15 days leave from my office so thought I would have a good 15 days honeymoon and then would return to office with or maybe without a wife as the elders would decide.

But the bastard pundit announced that we were having some ill horoscope and the husband and wife shouldn’t mate for at least a month. All my emotions and dreams shattered and I was abusing the pundit from my core of heart. So we two were separated and I stayed there for 10 days when my father in law and my father proposed that I should take my wife along with me to the city, instead of leaving her in the village. This was the first thing which made me happy.

So I rushed to the railway station for a reservation. On the designated date I asked for the ticket in sleeper class and the ticket counter girl told me that all were full. I hesitated and asked for a third AC and she checked and confirmed it was full too. I was cursing my stars and then asked for the second AC and she looked at me in a sorrowful mood and confirmed they were full too. I was thinking what to say next or leave the counter when she said that 1st AC was having two seats empty. I was delighted but 1st AC my father would kill me, if he came to know that I had booked a ticket in 1st AC as they were too expensive. So I told her to wait a moment and called my father.

As he answered I told that the train was full on that day of journey. So he thought and told me to leave without my wife and he would ask her brother to drop her off at the city six month later. I wanted to abuse my father for that, but said that I would search if any other accommodations were available.

So I rushed to the counter and ordered two seats in 1st AC. The girl on the counter looked briefly on the monitor and told me that the two seats were not in single coupe, but in adjacent coupes. But she said that I could talk to the fellow passenger and could exchange the seat on the journey. I confirmed her to book the ticket. I returned home and told my family that the tickets were confirmed. So the packing started. On the date of journey my mother in law instructed my wife Samantha not to allow me to mate her for the next 15 days as instructed by the pundit. She nodded her head and we took the auto for the railways station.

On reaching the station we went to the platform and waited for the train to arrive, soon the train arrived and we boarded the train. The whole journey was 14 hours and we were boarding a 7 in the evening, expected to reach around 9 in the morning. As soon as we entered the 1st class AC bogie, Samantha was amazed to find that the reservation was in AC coupe. I asked her whether she had been in AC bogie ever which she said never.

We moved to the last coupe which was mine and adjacent coupe to it. I pulled the door slightly off the coupe and peeped inside. On the adjacent seat there was a young teenager who was looking something in mobile and was masturbating. He had pulled his dick out in the open and was doing his act. As soon as he saw me I showed an expression of disgusting looks on my face and he quickly pulled his dick back in his Bermuda. He closed his mobile and stood straight as nothing unusual had happened.

I got in and placed my luggage below the seat and welcomed Samantha inside. She sat on the seat and the guy was amazed to see her. He was charged and lewd so he started a conversation with Samantha. He introduced himself but Samantha didn’t reply. He was directly looking at her boobs and thighs, and was pressing his dick above his Bermuda. He asked me whether we two would stay there for which I replied that one would stay and we are having an adjacent seat on the next coupe.

I left Samantha there and went to the next coupe, to check it out. The coupe was empty and there was no one around so I returned back. But as soon as I was about to enter my coupe, I heard the boy talking to Samantha. He said that she won’t feel comfortable in AC if she wears sari in it and she should change into something comfortable. He offered her to change into Bermuda and t-shirt and said that he has spare of it. He insisted her to change in the coupe itself and should get rid of her innerwear also. He was directly trying to hit on her and so I rushed in. He kept mum as soon as I entered, I finally decided that I shouldn’t leave my innocent wife with this lecherous guy.

So I asked Samantha to accompany me. She stood up and we went to the adjacent coupe. I showed her the seat and she relaxed over it. I told her to call me from my coupe if there is any problem and I would be checking her in between. Soon the TT arrived, asked for tickets and the attendant provided us blankets and pillows with water bottles and snacks. I asked the TT if he could arrange seat exchange, as we both wanted to stay together in the same coupe. He understood and went to the guy in the coupe and requested him to change the coupe. But he strictly rejected it. The TT was a South Indian and very generous guy, he assured me that he would check with others, if any possibility is there. Till then we can stay there.

After an hour-long run the train halted at the station and three guys climbed on board. I came out of the coupe to check when I saw the TT who stopped them and asked for the ticket. One of them was having a serious and long conversation with the TT which I was unable to hear. He then pulled out his wallet and gave the TT a huge sum of money. Huge in the sense that he handed him ten notes of 1000 each. The TT smiled and they all came inside.

I came back in my coupe and after five minutes I thought to check my wife. So I went in her coupe and she was laying on the seat. The adjacent seat was occupied and the guy who gave the 10000 bugs to the TT was preparing to sleep. I whispered to him and asked him whether he would like to exchange seats and the lady in the coupe was my wife and I wanted to stay here. He was also a South Indian guy, he asked whether I was newly married and I said yes 15 days ago. He smiled and said that he understand that newly wedded couples are so desperate to be near. But accidentally I spoke that we have not mated yet and we both are virgins.

After speaking the line I was ashamed of it. The guy smiled and he told me that he would surely do that but he must check the seat we had. I took him to my coupe and as soon as I entered the coupe I felt warm. The AC was not working, I called the attendant and he innocently said that he would check.

I saw that guy and he smiled at me. He said that he was just going to lay on his seat and as soon as the AC started, I could call him to exchange seats. I thanked him for that and he left. I went to the attendant who was busy with the system trying to fix something. Then he moved to the TT and had a few minute conversation. The TT went away to the next bogie and came back smiling. He came towards me and said, “The AC has shut down permanently and hopefully we have an empty coupe at the end of the next bogie.

The couple who were expected to arrive for that coupe didn’t board. So I insist both of you move there.” I went to the guy in my wife’s coupe, and called him towards the TT. He came and I told him the situation. He made a face of deep thinking and said, “Sorry mister, I am accompanied by my two juniors of my office and would like to be near them. I can’t go so far away. Besides I have the ticket on my mobile and it would be a very difficult situation, if another TT’s get on board, for my two fellows. Ask the guy to come into my compartment and you take your wife there.”

I knew that lewd was rejecting my offer, and before I could move he was moving with his luggage to the next bogie. The TT came back to me and said, “I can understand your problem. After 4 hours around midnight one coupe would get empty and I would surely move you two there. Till then stay where you are. I can do this much only.” I smiled at him and started to move with my luggage, but before it I saw Samantha and told her about it. I told her not to worry as the guy in the compartment is a nice one. She smiled nervously but I moved to the next bogie.
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Now there was a gap of 10 coupes in between me and my wife. I settled and opened my bag, pulled out a novel and started to read. I wanted to keep myself awake till midnight but the guy in my coupe forced me to switch off the light. I looked at him angrily and then turned the light off.

After half an hour I went back to check on Samantha and as I pulled the gate I saw a strange thing. Both the handles of the door were chained up by luggage chains from outside. The chain was rotated several times to make it short and there was a lock on both ends. I was confused about who locked the door like that. Just then someone tapped on my shoulder and I turned back, there was another South Indian and he asked my problem.

I told that inside was my wife and I came to check her. He nodded his head and so I asked about the chain. He said that as few stallers were roaming and found my wife in the coupe they tried to sell goods and wanted to get inside the coupe forcefully so the TT advised us to do that, he had gone away to get the RPF’s to be on guard in this bogie. He said the TT himself have the keys and he would himself come and unlock the coupe. I thanked him and the TT for the generous help and came back to my coupe. After half an hour back I went back to the coupe to check my wife. But I was amazed to see that the TT was nowhere nor were there any RPF’s, and the chain was on its position, locked. The gallery light was off now, and I pulled the door to see inside the coupe.

As soon as I saw inside, I was terrified, terrified and panicking. The man in the coupe was lying above Samantha in his shorts only. Samantha’s pallu was on the ground, and her saree along with her petticoat was raised high above her knees and the maximum of her thighs were visible. He was lying on her all over, he had caught hold on Samantha’s both hands, up above her head and was kissing her desperately.
 
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Samantha was throwing her legs gently whether in excitement or in resistance I couldn’t understand. I was about to shout when another TT appeared from nowhere. He asked me harshly whether I was in my bogie and I pointed towards mine.

He started to push me hard to move to my bogie. I wanted to tell him about my wife and the man in the coupe, but he was not listening at all. And at last he pushed me in my coupe and said harshly, that I was not in sleeper class that I can roam in here and there. It was AC and that too of 1st class. So I should stay in my coupe and should limit myself to my bogie in an emergency. He also said that he would get me off the train, if he finds me again sneaking in someone's privacy. He closed the door and went away without even listening to me. I was terrified of his behavior, but still there was my newly wedded wife in the coupe in a messy situation, so I moved back to my wife’s coupe within 5 minutes.

I saw the same TT sleeping on the attendant seat and so I tip topped the coupe. I opened the door lightly so that I could peep inside. The sight inside was the biggest nightmare of my life. My dreams were shattered and I was broken from inside. Samantha was lying naked on the seat. Her saree, petticoat, blouse along with her bra and panty was lying on the ground. The man was above her with his dick inside her pussy. He was pounding her like no tomorrow, and she was lying still, facing towards the window.

She was neither resisting nor participating. Meanwhile that South Indian guy was sucking her nipples and kissing all over her neck. I was about to say something when the TT moved and I panicked. Panicking was my nature from my childhood so I swiftly moved back to my bogie. After a few minutes I collected my courage and went to have a look, when I saw TT standing in between the coupes and puffing cigarettes. He saw me angrily and so I just rushed in the bathroom nearby. I came out in two minutes, but TT was still there, so headed my way back to my coupe.

After 15 minutes I went back to check whether the TT was there or not. He was gone, so I moved towards my wife’s coupe. But as soon as I was in the straight line of the gallery I saw the man, who was pounding Samantha, coming towards me. I stiffened at my place, he saw me and smiled cheaply. He was just in underwear and came straight towards me. But before I could say a word, he vanished inside the bathroom of his bogie. I speedily moved to the coupe and found it was still chained, so peep inside.

Samantha was on her four, in a doggie position and a man was pounding her from back. She was facing the window so I wasn’t able to see, both of their faces. The guy pounding her was pulling her hairs and pressing her boobs. Just then I saw the guy was returning from the bathroom, so I swiftly hid myself behind the last coupe. He pulled the door and said something to the guy inside in his native language, which I didn’t hear clearly and didn’t understand a word.

Then he moved inside the adjacent coupe in which his fellow was. Before getting inside the coupe, he waited a while, moved towards the entry gate beside the last coupe, where I was hiding, and locked the door from inside. I don’t know whether he saw me or not, but I was trapped, nowhere to go, not to my coupe either. So had to wait there, until the train stops at any station or someone opens the gate from inside. I kept on peeing from the glass window in the door but there was no movement in the gallery.

After 30 minutes the coupe door opened in which the first guy vanished, and one nude guy emerged from inside. He went straight to the coupe in which Samantha was, opened the lock along with the chain. He opened the gate and another nude guy exited from Samantha’s coupe. This naked guy who opened the chain then entered the coupe and the guy who came out of the coupe, chained the coupe again locking it again. He went inside the adjacent coupe and I was spellbound what I was witnessing.

Till one hour there were no movements but then the first guy came in the gallery. He went to Samantha’s coupe and opened the lock along with the chain. The guy who entered the coupe one hour ago came out of the coupe talking with the guy in his native language. They didn’t lock the coupe again and went toward the adjacent coupe. I wanted to rush the coupe but it was locked. So I had to wait.

Just then I saw the TT coming towards Samantha’s coupe and he opened the gate. He pushed his head inside and started talking to Samantha. But the voice was so low and the gate was closed I couldn’t hear a word. The TT opened the gate completely and went inside. But after a minute he came out completely nude, shouted loudly at the attendant. The attendant came running to him and they both vanished inside without closing the door. I waited for 15 minutes and the guy who was in the coupe for the last one hour, came out of his coupe in his undies. He moved towards the door I was hiding. I understood that he were going for loo, so I hid myself in a bathroom.

He opened the gate and went inside another bathroom. As soon as he was in, I opened my bathroom gate and swiftly moved towards the coupe, but stopped a few steps before. The door of the coupe in which Samantha was, was quite ajar. So I have no option to stay at the door and peep inside. The only way was to look inside and move forward, so I started walking slowly toward Samantha’s coupe. For a fraction of second I looked inside and moved forward. Samantha was standing between the two seats, all nude. The TT and the attendant were all nude, had sandwiched her in between, and were thumping her from both directions.

I moved to my other side of the bogie and hid myself at the end of last coupe. The man came back to the coupe in which Samantha and both fellows were. He stood in front of the coupe and was talking with the TT for a few minutes. Then he moved back to the adjacent coupe. After 45 minutes the TT and attendant came out fully dressed. I swiftly went back to my coupe.

Five minutes later the TT came to my coupe and called the boy staying with me, outside. He was sleeping peacefully but TT forcefully woke him up. After they both were out, they closed the door and started to talk. After a few minutes he came back delighted, he pulled his purse out from his bag and handed the TT a few bugs. The TT asked him to follow him, but before moving after the TT he peeped inside and showed thumbs up to me.

I was confused about his action so after a few minutes I too came out but both were missing. I reached the partition where the two bogies separated, and found the middle gate that separated the two bogies was closed. The half door was of tinned glass, the bogie in which Samantha’s coupe was glowing with lights, and mine was dark as night. I was able to see across the tinned glass and was sure the peoples in that bogie weren’t able to see this side.

So I stayed there confidently and was peeping at the other side. The TT and the boy were standing near the bathroom smoking. As they finished smoking, the TT said something to him and the teenager boy went inside one bathroom. The TT moved away, after 2-3 minutes Samantha came to view walking towards the bogie separation gate, behind which I was standing. She was all bare, as I believed she was having a fair skin all over her body. Her boobs were firm and were bouncing slightly on her every step. Her figure was awesome and so her well-shaped thighs.

She was coming all nude towards the bathroom and was walking as normal as she was all covered, and this was not a train bogie but her bedroom. It was the first time I was seeing Samantha naked. Her hair was all messed and her pussy was leaking semen’s rolling on her thighs. She was having thick bushes on her pussy and seemed that she never shaved. Her steps were telling that, she was having difficulty walking.

Samantha reached the bathroom door in which the teenager boy was, and knocked the door. The door opened and she stepped inside, closing the door after her. After 30 minutes the first guy came and knocked on the gate. The boy came out completely dressed but not Samantha. He opened the middle gate and I hid myself in the bathroom. After two minutes I peeped outside and saw no one, the middle gate was closed again. I went to the gate again and saw that the first guy was still there on the bathroom gate, talking with Samantha, and standing in his underwear. He said something and so Samantha came out all nude. He pushed her on the second bathroom gate and deposited her back on it.

He was carrying a small box, opened the box, pulled a pen and started to write something on her boobs. After 5 minutes he left her and said something, lowering his underwear. Samantha sat on her knees and gulped his dick in her mouth like a professional, and started to give him blowjob. In a few hours she was transformed into something I couldn’t believe. The girl who never came out of her house premises, was on her knees, giving a stranger a professional blowjob. The guy took 5 minutes to load a shit in her mouth, which she disgustingly gulped down her throat. Just then his two fellows, along with the TT and attendant came there.

They were talking something and said something to Samantha. Samantha joined her hands in begging manner, and said something. The TT slapped her and said something. She raised up and two fellows crossed her hands over her waist. They all moved towards the coupe. The coupe door closed and there was no way to see inside, what was going on? I looked at the watch and it was four in the morning. I went back to my coupe where the boy was sleeping peacefully. His phone was lying on the floor. So I picked it up and was about to put it on his seat when accidently I clicked the unlock button. Though I didn’t know the unlock pattern, there flashed the wallpaper on the screen. It was Samantha all nude, standing in the corner of the bathroom looking elsewhere. This lewd had snapped her also. Then the phone got locked and I placed it on his seat, there was nothing which I could have done.

I relaxed on my seat and soon the tiredness took me over. I slept around 4 hours and the attendant woke me up. He said that my station was nearing. I got up and collected my luggage. When heading back to Samantha’s coupe I stopped near the bathroom. I picked up the box of pen and read it carefully. It was not a pen, but was an electronic battery operated tattoo maker. I was shocked by it and didn’t understand what he had written on Samantha’s boobs with it.

As I entered Samantha’s coupe, I saw her fully dressed lying on the seat, the man adjacent to her seat was snoring. Her hair was all well and not a stain anywhere, no sign was there of anything happening last night. I asked about the night and she said that it was great, and she slept peacefully, not even woke up once. She asked whether I came to peep on her. I said that I too was travelling in AC for the first time so slept peacefully and didn’t check her out at night. She looked elsewhere and smiled a little. I noticed it, she was either happy that I didn’t check her out, and she had preserved the image of a newly wed virgin bride in front of her husband or she was definitely a slut by nature. Soon we reached our station and got down, we took auto and came back to the rented room where I stayed.

As we entered the house I asked Samantha, whether she believes in pundit words, which she replied that surely she does and we shouldn’t mate for the next 15 days. I was amazed that she had mated with 5 guys last night and I was still on the rejection list, but didn’t say anything. She expressed the desire to take a bath and I showed her the bathroom. She took a long bath and I came out of the house, to get a ready made breakfast. When I returned back Samantha was lying on the bed in just her nighty deep in sleep. I was curious to know what was written on her boobs. So just opened the buttons of her nightie and spread the edges apart.

There were her boobs, in front of me with few tattoos over them. On reading the tattoos I found names, five names definitely of the guys who fucked her last night. Below was written a date, the date of journey. The nightmare of the first class was over now. I rearranged her nightie and sat aside. I wanted to know everything from Samantha about the night but didn’t find the courage to ask her till the date I wrote this. Later after thinking about the whole episode I was a bit excited. This gave me the conclusion that I was a cuckold by nature and if something happens like this in future, I decided to be a silent spectator of it. No question would be asked from my side, from my wife.






TO BE CONTINUED....
 
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